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"Say it again? "Hmm?" Han Mu Chen was obviously not happy with Zi An's presence. His voice was low and hoarse, making one's heart itch.
"…"
Jiang Liran held his breath.
Choose not to respond.
It was as if even in the silence it revealed that she was angry.
Han Mu Chen raised his eyebrows as if he didn't know what was going on
